New American Standard Bible

Psalm 127

Prosperity Comes from the Lord.

A Song of Ascents, of Solomon.

1Unless the Lord builds the house,They labor in vain who build it;Unless the Lord guards the city,The watchman keeps awake in vain.2 It is vain for you to rise up early,To [a]retire late,To eat the bread of [b]painful labors;For He gives to His beloved even in his sleep.

3 Behold, children are a [c]gift of the Lord,The fruit of the womb is a reward.4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,So are the children of one’s youth.5 How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them;They will not be ashamedWhen they speak with their enemies in the gate.